Laurie Parkinson, who’s lived in Laurel Hills all his life, is a gay sheet metal worker who’d rather be a gay hairdresser. Wheat Dupuis, who’s also gay, is the scion of one of Laurel Hill’s wealthiest families. He’d rather grow grapes than become CFO of Dupuis International. Laurie wakes one morning to discover his family gone and his town decimated by a bacteria that has lain dormant for millennia, incased in ice. With the melting of the ice caps, the bacteria is released, and mankind faces a pandemic that could surpass the Black Plague. Wheat and his family are on their way to safety when the unthinkable happens and he’s left behind. Laurie knows of a bunker in the woods outside Laurel Hill, where he intends to take refuge. On the way there, Laurie finds and rescues Wheat. Can two such dissimilar men work together through a pandemic to find their families ... and possibly find love, as well?

Pandemic

“Morrison,” Father snapped. “What do you think you’re doing?”


“What does it look like I’m doing?”


“You don’t get to do that.” He wasn’t going to argue with his father at this point. He had a boyfriend who could be walking into danger, and Wheat planned to be there with him.


Jesus, what did Althea want from him? He turned his head to glare at her, but she was holding out a baseball bat.


“You might need this. Laurie’s right. You don’t want to make any noise.” She must have seen his surprise, because she gave him a grim smile. “I keep it under my seat. A woman can’t be too careful.”


“Thank you.” He took the bat and left the SUV.


Laurie paused a few steps away to scowl at him. “What are you doing?”


“I’m going with you. Don’t argue with me about it.” Wheat used the voice he knew would get Laurie to obey him.


Chapter 47